southern hospitality

well, i am officially behind in posting photos in a timely manner,

but it's sort of difficult to keep up when you go to 5 cities in 5 days.

anyway, to write a little bit more about our wonderful first night in sorrento:

when we first got to sorrento, we wanted to eat at the "trattoria da emilia" (because 1- rick steves recommended it and 2- it only seemed perfect since we had an emily with us). unfortunately, once we found it it was closed.

however, things have a way of working out- and in a funny way. as mentioned earlier, we ended up getting pizza that night at a quaint little restaurant. we each got a pizza then traded a third with one another to get this:

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it was tricky.. but we did it.

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emily and her frutti di mare

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annabelle and her vegetariana

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me with my shrimp, pecorino, and arugula

we sat right next to the pizza-making station so we got to watch

the pizza-guy do his thing. since we all did a

pizza-making session

,

we joked that we could do the job ourselves.

being the friendly people that the southern italians are,

the restaurant staff spoke to us and asked friendly questions

then told us to take a photo next to the pizza oven

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as seen here

then, we joked about how we each made italian pizza once,

and before we knew it...

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emily was making pizza.

in the restaurant.

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the finished product

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and since we were way too full to eat anything more,

emily went around and offered slices to

the other customers in the restaurant.

i think they liked it (:

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i don't think that anything like this would EVER happen in the north.

not that the people up here are mean,

just that southern italians are much more open and welcoming.

in this last photo,

we're all pretty astonished with what just happened,

holding our complimentary, first-ever limoncellos,

and happy as can be.